South Africa 11-10

Spirit of Grace, Wisdom, and Truth

 Joel 3:14 "Multitudes, multitudes in the valley of decision: for the day of the Lord is near in the valley of decision."

The Lord, the Lord Almighty, has a day
of tumult and trampling and terror
in the Valley of Vision,
a day of battering down walls
and of crying out to the mountains.Cross references:

1. Isaiah 22:5 : S Isa 2:12
2. Isaiah 22:5 : S Job 40:12; S Ps 108:13
3. Isaiah 22:5 : S 2Sa 22:43; Isa 13:3; Jer 30:7; La 1:5; Eze 8:17-18; 9:9-10; Joel 2:31; Am 5:18-20; Zep 1:15
4. Isaiah 22:5 : S Isa 1:1
5. Isaiah 22:5 : Ne 6:15; S Ps 89:40; Isa 5:5; Jer 39:8; Eze 13:14

Where the Spirit of the Lord is there is freedom

Where the Spirit of the Lord is there is Grace

Where the Spirit of the Lord is there is Peace

Where the Spirit of the Lord is there is Hope

Where the Spirit of the Lord is there is Consolation

Where the Spirit of the Lord is there is Revelation and Wisdom

Battle plans are forged

 

Maps are drawn

But the battle belongs to the Lord

This is the Valley of Decision

The people are in its midst and know it not

Over the next days, decisions will be made that will affect destinies

As the winds blow from the heights of the mountains

Down its peaks till it rests on the earth below blanketing it like a shroud

 

I long to hover over this people of South Africa blanketing them

I long to hover them as shawl warms the cold prickled skin of a woman on a chilly night

My hand rests firmly upon her shoulders

But she would not

She rejects all efforts to warm or comfort her

She bitterly holds onto the past

Loose- be loosed from every condemnation,

every bit of shame,

every nightmare of your past,

every conviction.

I lay the gavel down

I do not pass judgment

You are free to walk out of the courthouse

I lay down the gavel

I do not pass judgment

I take off the judge’s robes

I step down from my elevated position

I take your place in the defendant’s seat

I dismiss your lawyer

I plead guilty in your behalf

You are free to leave

You are not guilty

 

I see them take you into custody

They place your hands behind your back

 And cuff them securely

They place shackles on your feet

You do the prisoner’s shuffle out the door

They will change your elegant suit into prisoner’s garb

This is the price of my freedom